Adrenaline (Speed Series Book 2)(51)

His lips moved slowly and softly over my neck while his other hand cupped my breast as his finger moved over the fabric teasing my nipple. “Malcolm,” I panted out as he continued to drive me crazy everywhere he touched.

“You’re so wet, baby.”

The feeling in my body was unlike anything I could explain. I was on fire everywhere. “That would be your cum.”

I’m going to Hell. Good lord, Elizabeth would be appalled at my behavior.

“Mmm . . . mixed with yours.”

Dropping my head back, I gave in to the desire and pumped my hips, I needed more. I wanted more. God help me I wanted to come again.

Malcolm snickered as he finger f*cked me faster. “You’re greedy for orgasms, Paislie.”

So close. God, I was so close.

“Uncle Malcolm!”

Her voice pulled me out of the spell I was under. I pushed Malcolm away as I took a step back. My chest heaving as I fought to drag in air.

“What are you doing to me?” I mumbled as I put my coat on.

His smile did crazy things to me. He started for the door as I quickly made my way to the bathroom on the other side of the gym. Barely making it in time, Malcolm threw the door open to a very happy Sophie.

“Uncle Malcolm! What were you doing in here? We heard funny noises.”

“Yes, what were you doing in here? Jane had to come get me because the door was locked.”

My lips pressed together tightly. Holy shit. Malcolm’s mother.

“I was getting in a workout.”

The silence that followed told me his mother was probably giving him a look only a mother can give.

Glancing up, I saw the window.

Autumn laughed and asked, “Is Paislie working out with you this morning?”

Damn her. I thought she was on my side. I was going to smack her the next time I saw her.

I quickly looked around for something to use to get me closer to the window.

“As a matter of fact, she did.”

What is he doing? Oh God. I have to get out of here! Now!

“That would explain the locked door then, wouldn’t it,” Shirley said.

“Great,” I whispered. I had the feeling Malcolm’s mother didn’t like me for some reason. This was not going to help the situation any.

“Paislie! Where is she, Uncle Malcolm?”

“Going potty. Paislie! What are you doing?”

I fell back against the door. I was going to take his balls and twist them until he begged for mercy.

Glancing down at my coat, I opened it. “I can’t go out in this,” I mumbled under my breath.

I quickly opened doors and practically screamed when I saw some of Malcolm’s stuff. It was a pair of sweatpants and an old T-shirt. I kicked off my shoes, unclipped my garter belt and slipped the pants on. They were huge but oh well. The T-shirt practically swallowed me whole.

Shoes! Fuck! I don’t have any shoes.

“Paislie?” Malcolm called out as I balled my hands up, took a deep breath, and opened the door.

Please don’t make it look like I just had sex. Please.

With a smile, I walked out like I didn’t know they were there. “Oh, hey there, y’all. Did you come to join the yoga workout I had planned for Malcolm?”

Malcolm nearly choked on his own spit, which made me smile bigger.

Autumn did her best attempt at hiding her smile as she tilted her head and looked at me. “Don’t you look all cute dressed in . . . wait . . . are those Malcolm’s clothes?”

I’m officially defriending her.

I looked down and shrugged. “Yep.”

“Why are you dressed in Uncle Malcolm’s clothes?”

I peered over to Malcolm, silently begging him to help me out. He stood there with a goofy-ass smile on his face. Meanwhile, Sophie jumped around with excitement, Autumn hid her laugh under her hand and Shirley, well she stood there staring at me like I was the devil himself.

I never could lie. Ever. Even before I went to live at St. Patrick’s.

At this point I had nothing to lose. It was clear Malcolm couldn’t care less, Autumn thought it was a game and Malcolm’s mother clearly hated me, so what did I have to lose?

With a shrug, I said, “I couldn’t really work out in the lingerie Malcolm had bought for me, it would have been too cold.”

Autumn lost it laughing as Malcolm coughed while he grabbed my arm and dragged me across the room. I risked looking at Shirley. That was a mistake. She glared at me like I was trash that needed to be taken out.

“What in the hell, Paislie?”

I stood there with my mouth hung open as my body trembled in anger. “Are you serious right now? What did you want me to do? Lie? You put me in that spot, Malcolm.”

Glancing up, Autumn picked up Sophie and said something about getting ice cream from Clarisse. My eyes caught Shirley’s as I held my breath for a few seconds before turning back to Malcolm. “And by the way, why does your mother hate me so much?”

Malcolm pulled his head back in shock. “She doesn’t hate you,” he said in a low voice.

I pushed past him and made my way out of the room.

“Yoga lesson cancelled,” I said as I walked past Shirley. “Have a wonderful day today, Mrs. Wallace.”

The entire way back to my room I fought like hell to keep my tears at bay.